the jewish quarter

11 Students wake up in a completely isolated building, with no way out, and no way to tell the time of day. They are forced to follow the rules of a "Killing Game' in order to earn their freedom, where murdering means a potential escape. From personal tensions and handpicked motivations, will they be able to find a way out before they all drop dead?

The 19 Family returns in Raider Nation – 2nd Quarter, a story that blends football, family, and faith into one cinematic journey.

ILLICIT #3 : Quarter Angelo Vander x Dakota Delaune Angelo Vander is a part of ILLICIT which is a big organisation in Europe that's working with EU and the Europol. No one knows who the ILLICIT members are and they wanted to keep it that way. They all came from different backgrounds and united to make the biggest and strongest organisation in Europe history.

11 Students wake up in a completely isolated building, with no way out, and no way to tell the time of day. They are forced to follow the rules of a "Killing Game' in order to earn their freedom, where murdering means a potential escape. From personal tensions and handpicked motivations, will they be able to find a way out before they all drop dead?

After the loss of his best friend, Killian Elias Kane becomes depressed. Then a few years later he loses his parents in a car crash. He ends up living with a family that does unspeakable things to him behind closed doors. Now going on his eighteenth birthday, he is about to step into a world he never knew existed. With the help of his friends and mates, he will have to push the limits of what he knows is real. Will he keep his sanity or will he finally lose it? Authors Notes: * *This is the first book in the quarter breed series. The next one is already being posted. *This is unedited and won't be edited until the end of the series.

This is part two of the quarter breed stories. Killian has found a moment of peace and now has to face his mates. Lies come to light, people come back from the dead, and maybe a kidnapping or two. Will Killian get his happily ever after? Will he accept and be accepted by his mates?

President Ophir of Afroasia has found her man. There's just a slight problem: he's German, and she's Jewish. (Spinoff of "Tusks in the Closet" and "Thomas Grant: Vampire Hunter")

Sixteen-year-old Asher Holt used to be that kid — the one every coach talked about, the one who couldn’t miss a shot even under pressure. Basketball was supposed to be his future. Then one night he cracked under it all — the noise, the expectations, the whispers at home that he wasn’t working hard enough — and walked away from the game completely. A year later, starting over at Jefferson High, Asher wants to stay invisible. No more tournaments. No team. No gym. Just quiet. But when he passes the echoing court after school and hears the familiar rhythm of a ball on hardwood, something inside him stirs — something he’s not ready to face. That’s when he meets Jordan Nguyen, the team captain who recognizes a player’s stance even when he denies it, and Leah Kim, a classmate who sees past Asher’s silence and into the parts he’s still trying to bury. Between the pull of the game and the pressure at home — a mom who loves him but doesn’t understand, an older brother whose own failure still casts a shadow — Asher’s forced to decide whether he’s done for good or just scared of caring again. As the season unfolds, so do the things Asher’s been avoiding: the panic that still hits when the gym gets too loud, the guilt of walking away, and the question that won’t leave him alone — if basketball broke him once, can he trust it to help him heal? Second Quarter is a coming-of-age story about second chances, self-forgiveness, and the long road between giving up and letting go.

The first time I saw Damien Blackwood, he was a rebellious Yale dropout with a fire in his eyes that could burn down all of Manhattan. His only redeeming quality, perhaps, was the searing, clumsy sincerity in his voice when he promised to tattoo my initials, A.V., over his heart. Later, he became a notorious wolf of Wall Street, handing me the "Nemesis" hedge fund, worth a billion dollars, as a wedding gift. All of New York City knew that I, Aria Vance, was the one weakness he protected with his life. Until today, when the rising actress Damien had been sponsoring finally made her grand entrance. Flaunting her pregnant belly, she said to me in a sickly sweet voice, "Miss Vance, will you sign the divorce papers now, or wait until I give the Blackwood family an heir and have me forced off the board of directors?" I simply raised my hand, and my assistant hit send. A file of scandals that would ruin her reputation instantly flooded the internet. When Damien saw her being mobbed by reporters, tears streaming down her face, he flew into a rage. He pressed an antique letter opener, inlaid with his family crest, against my throat and growled, "Aria, you've gone too far!" I chuckled softly, my hand closing around his grandfather's Colt Python revolver on the table. I aimed the muzzle at the heart that once beat only for me. "You've really changed, Damien. But I haven't. My ambition has always been the truest part of me." Bang! The bullet grazed his ear and shattered the eighty-million-dollar Basquiat painting behind him.

Marcus "Marc" Ellis dies at 28 on a rainy night broke and forgotten. He had been a basketball prospect once. The kind of kid scouts drove out to Ohio to watch. Then his knee went at seventeen and everything after that was just years of warehouse jobs, junior college dead ends, and a mother who worked doubles because her son never came through. He wakes up at sixteen. Same bedroom. Same apartment. Same mom making eggs in the kitchen before her shift. His knee is fine. His body is whole. And inside that sixteen year old body is every hour of basketball film he ever studied, every play he ran, every mistake he made, and every lesson he was too unfocused the first time to actually use.